All Chapters of Second Chanced Mates: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Arielle’s POVIt had been three days, three days since I last saw Scar. Three days of craving his presence, of missing him more than any other person I’d ever known, in ways I couldn’t quite explain to myself and would probably never be able to fully comprehend even if I wanted to. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do now that he wasn’t here- no he was here but far. I certainly hadn’t gone over the past three days planning an elaborate, intricate plan for what I could possibly say or do when I'll see him. It hadn’t crossed my mind once. I hadn’t done anything but stare at the door of my room as if it would magically make him appear.It was three days of wanting his touch, his kisses, and his arms around me every single second of the day. To feel the warmth radiating from his skin while we lay together on a bed, listening to the gentle patter of rain hitting against the window pane. To feel his lips pressed against mine, the taste of him lingering even after I pull away, the soft s

Arielle’s POV“Another chance? Do you realize how stupid you sound? Do you? why can’t you see the red flags? you are so gullible that you believe whatever anyone says to you . I've been betrayed before, I will always be betrayed, no matter what. And you seem to think that Mother's just like any other person in this pack, you think that she'll change because you talk to her? you don't think this is some sort of manipulation ? because it most definitely is. And if she tries to play nice now and prove that she cares, it's all a lie. Because she doesn't give a shit about you, she doesn't give a shit about anyone but herself. So you need to grow up Arielle! fucking grow up and get your head out of all those fantasies”Those words kept replaying in my head , echoing, like the last piece of glass in an empty container. I couldn't get them out of my head ; They stayed inside my mind like poison. I kept repeating them over and over, like the mantra, like the mantra that kept repeating in my m

Scar's POVI took out my anger on the files lying helplessly on the table, I took out my anger on my closets, I took out my anger on punching the walls, I took out my anger on anything and everything that came in my way. It didn't matter how much I punched it; no matter how hard I kicked it; all I had to do was think about the fact that she's left me again before I could even feel it. Someone else left me.It felt so good to feel something at all, as though someone else's emotions hadn' really been mine until now. My chest hurt from breathing but also from screaming so loudly, my voice sounded raw and hoarse and nothing like the smooth, rich baritone I always thought it would be. But this pain wasn't enough to keep the rest of the world away, because they were just going back inside their heads anyway, just like everything else. I'd heard that somewhere or another a person can drown themselves by drowning all their problems with too much coffee and not enough water. She didn't lov

Arielle’s POVIf I didn't push Scar away, I’d have probably run out of air before I did, I thought. My hands flew up to my throat as if they could hold his mouth back, but he only grinned at me, teeth bared in a wicked grin that looked like it belonged on a devil. He shoved me gently into the door frame, and his hand slid under my dress , over the skin of my thigh. I tried not to squirm under his touch. I failed. His breath was hot on my neck and lips, and I knew that he could hear the frantic beat of my heart. “Scar?” I croaked, failing miserably to keep control of my voice.That was how much power he had over me. I swear I could feel him smirk when his hands wander more and he realized I wasn't wearing any undies. The heat from his mouth made contact with my ear, and his voice dropped low as he replied, “Hello, princess.” It was so soft, and yet it sent shivers down my spine. His fingers traced patterns along the skin below my navel more like my grown stomach and I let myself mel

Arielle’s POV Scar caught me munching. I wasn’t lying, I hadn’t locked my room and I was caught in the act. “What is that?” his eyes moved with mischief. “N..nothing” “Arielle?” “Fine! I stole cookies okay? Y'all wouldn't let me have any so I had to keep stealing” I mumbled stuffing my face with the last one so he wouldn't snatch it away from me. He looked at me with surprise and if I didn't know any better, I would have said he was impressed. He looked impressed or not. Then it happened too fast, one minute he was looking at me and the next minute he was letting out beautiful sounds that one would mistake for music but it was laughter. His laughter and it was rich and beautiful, like something that would come out from a magical harp or chords and I stared at him, hypnotized. “Why did you even do that?” he finally asked he managed to stop laughing but there was joy in his eyes. “You were going to snatch it away from me” I accused, hands under my breasts. “You sound so sure